Grace! tis a charming sound

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This is an hymn by Philip Doddridge, 1755, entitled Salvation by Grace. It has been often altered or supplemented by later authors and compilers.

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Doddridge, 1755

1. Grace! 'tis a charming sound!
Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2. Grace first contrived a way
To save rebellious man,
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.

3. Grace taught my wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

4. Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in Heaven the topmost stone
And well deserves the praise.

 

Rippon's Selection, 1779

1. Grace! 'tis a charming sound!
Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2. Grace first contrived a way
To save rebellious man,
And all the steps that grace display,
Which drew the wondrous plan.

3. Grace first inscribed my name
In God's eternal book:
'Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
Who all my sorrows took.

4. Grace taught my wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet
While pressing on to God.

5. Grace taught my soul to pray,
And made my eyes o'erflow:
'Twas grace which kept me to this day
And will not let me go.

6. Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in Heaven the topmost stone
And well deserves the praise.

 

Thomas Clark, 1805

Grace, ’tis a charming sound,
Harmonious to mine ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

Grace first contrived the way
To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.

Grace first inscribed my name
In God’s eternal book;
’Twas grace that gave me to the Lamb,
Who all my sorrows took.

Grace led my roving feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,
While pressing on to God.

Grace taught my soul to pray
And made mine eyes o’erflow;
’Twas grace which kept me to this day,
And will not let me go.

Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

O let Thy grace inspire
My soul with strength divine
My all my powers to Thee aspire,
And all my days be Thine.

 

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